Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 6 My Divorce Compensation

Hearing Gwendolyn’s remark, Maverick frowned. When did I say that I wanted to abandon her? And why would she think so?

Bewilderment deluged him. Just as he was going to chase after her and talk things out, someone clutched at the hem of his suit pants from behind.

On the ground, Natasha lifted her face, looking all piteous.

Sobbing softly, she rationalized, “Mave… I’m sorry. I was just afraid… I was afraid that you would’ve really fallen in love with Gwendolyn in the three years I’ve been away. I was scared that you wouldn’t want me anymore…”

With his brows still creased together, Maverick looked down at her. The instant he glimpsed her slightly swollen cheek, his gaze softened. Ultimately, he reached out and helped her up, his voice turning gentle.

“I’ve said that I’ll give you a status. A divorce was merely a matter of time. This time, you were too impatient.”

Grasping his sleeve, Natasha pouted forlornly. “It was all my fault, but I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I just used the wrong method. Mave… please forgive me!”

Upon receiving no further response from the man, she leaned against him weakly and tentatively bared an expanse of her fair shoulder.

Maverick’s gaze darkened, and he almost instinctively pushed her away.

“Mave!”

The red tinge to Natasha’s eyes deepened a shade, and she fixated her eyes on him resentfully.

it that Gwendolyn bagged him last night, but I can’t even draw close to him or test the

“That’s enough.”

her hand. Narrowing his chilly eyes a fraction, he studied her with such a look in them that she

methods and make those derisive comments. You were pure and innocent in the

that she had truly angered the man this

with strong principles and a line that can’t be crossed. Once I cross it, he’ll only hate me

do it again in the future. Even if it’s only because I once saved you all those years ago, please give me a chance to repent,

mention of the incident many years ago, her bright and determined

then, but she stepped out and protected

about this matter. However, don’t do it again in the

with him than he held

“Hand me the key.”

and she made to fib, but Maverick cut her off, saying, “I know Noah gave you the key to

Lidson was his assistant, who had worked for him for

the nail on the head, Natasha had no choice but to hand the

to this mansion again in the future. I’ll arrange a place for you as soon as possible. You must be tired today, so go back to the hotel

to argue, Maverick

had left that Noah, who stood in the garden, cautiously entered the living room. He stopped in front of Maverick, waiting for the

swung his ebony eyes on the man, his voice icy. “You have no right to make decisions on my

“Understood.”

taking a puff of his cigarette. Alas, the look in Gwendolyn’s eyes before she left popped into his